Mistress Darkness

... at first I just cringed with laughter, when in an English movie some supposedly German character used this word (along with other badly pronounced and thus barely recognisable German words). Now, I am just getting annoyed. Seriously, we live in the age of the internet, is it really that hard to go to a German chatroom and ask the people if that sentence sounds remotely German?

On the imdb.com I read that they re-dubbed the German in the first Die Hard and let me tell you, it was necessary. Heizehaus is not a German word, and if you refer to a level you do not say the simple number (thirtyeight - achtundreißig) we have an equivalent of 38th as well and it would be "Er ist im achtundreißigsten ..."

Another favourite of mine is when the characters say something and then you have English subtitles with a "translation" that has often nothing to do with what was being said. Considering how bad the German is often (wrong pronunciation, bad grammer etc) they probably just guessed. Like in Eurotrip ... "I sexually assaulted a horse ..." oh no wait, the German was good, the actor was a German - so we can assume whoever put the subtitles in was just as horrible at German as the main protagonist and happened to be preoccupied with fucking horses ...

Honestly, when Germans refer to a penis (apart from using Penis - which is also used in German) you have: Pimmel, Pullerman, Schniedel, Schniedelwutz, Dödel, Prengel, Willie, langer Egon, bestes Stück, Schwanz, Glied - but never ever Schwanzstuckerl oder Schwanzstuck. I guess most of the words are too easy to pronounce and nothing amused the lazy scriptwriter more than making some actor/character sound like a total moron to anyone who actually speaks German.

Nonetheless, I still roar with laughter in all those Nazi movies, because how English-speaking actors pronounce "Führer" is truly funny.

but whoever hired to guy who dubbs House in German should be executed - in a slow and painful manner. I nearly threw up, that is one atrocity that further cements my opinion to stay the hell away form anyhting dubbed for tv. Not to mention that most movies these days are just as worse.

*sighs*

Oh well, I know why I stay away from German dubbing, it is a talentless shitfest that nobody should have to endure - but the mindless drones in front of their tvs are so used to this fake rape of language, style and interpersonal communication ...

But today was okay, I am bit tired as I went to bed at 3 am and then got up at 6 am. I arrived at 12:10 am, dropped off my things and talked a bit with idolizer and then left to go to the Aquarium, so she could work. Then we watched Kalkofes Mattscheibe and my throat and stomach still hurt from laughing so much.

Now it is time to warm up my supper ....

Nothing is more aggrevating then having your stupid, insensitive family members gang up on you.

I did take my losing weight not serious enough the past weeks so I decided that September will be different. So today I already declined eating cake with everyone, I feel it might have something to do with why my father was so nasty when we barbequed. Normally, everyone at the table is getting stuffed, everyone gets informed we have that to eat and this and this is next. But as I had asked to eat the more fat-free turkey instead of the normal meat, I was being deliberately made feel unwelcome.

First, I barely sit down on the table (where I always sit) but this time, my father complained about it, I should vacate my seat so my mom can use it. My mother who already had chosen the other seat, because her glass of alcohol was sitting there. But I am not about to complain about trival shit like that, I was already complaining about the insane amount of flies (mainly because I always get told that my rabbits attract them, when in fact I have not nearly as much flies in my room, one or two maybe per week).

Oh well, so everyone is stuffing their faces (I was a bit late, I lay down a bit before, because the weather was making me feel awful) and I just dared to ask where my turkey might be. So mum tells me, "beh, we did not put any on, because you weren't here ..." nevermind I told her I be right down, I just needed to get up slowly because of my circulation. Then my father stinks around again with his bad attitude. "No, that's a lie, I put something on, it just needs time ..."

Okay, no problem, as everyone was already happily eating, I decided to get something to smash a few flies, while I had nothing else to do. Then my sister makes fun off me, for trying to at least kill a few, so I do not have these disgusting things landing on me every second. I decide to go upstairs, to calm down and to avoid saying something nasty, because I was getting really aggrevated, considering that my sis-in-law felt the need to interrupt me earlier to ask me "blabla bla bla goat cheese?" So I look at her, because she knows the stuff repulses me, I only eat two kinds of cheese and those taste very much alike. Eventually asks me a properly whether I liked that stuff. So I tell her, no, I do not. I think more than the fact that she did not remember something she had already known about me, I did not like her tone, because, you have no right to get pissed off if someone does not understand your question if you ask the person when she is otherwise occupied.

Upstairs, I calm down a bit. I got the idea that maybe putting something on that has long sleeves might eliminate a bit of the disgust I feel downstairs as it minimizes landing locations for those disgusting beasts.

So I come down and immediately have to justify myself again for not wanting to eat some disgusting stuff. My sister asks me: Do you want one of these? I say "No". That should be enough, but noooo, I just have to explain why I do not like these, then I have to explain why I find something disgusting that is made of three things I probably would not eat unless I was really close to starving.

Then I get this tiny piece of meat, while everyone else has tons of stuff being offered. So naturally, being in the bad mood I already am, I made a sarcastic comment about "wow, this is really huge"

Then mum goes on bitching, "I can take out more for you". Naturally everyone else did not have to ask, because food was just standing around the grill waiting to be put on it, whether anyone wanted more or not - but for me she has to make the effort to go to the kitchen. Then my father goes on about, boho, nobody else complains - just you. Well, Hello? Everyone else got treated like a guest, not like a party crasher who made obnoxious requests.

So I decide to do the only sensible thing, I take my plate and go back upstairs. In the kitchen I tell my mom, she need not bother with putting more on the grill, I was going to make it in the frying pan. So she bitches some more, because how could I possible dare to complain about getting treated like the fifth wheel on a car? But luckily I did, boy this turkey tasted like shit. It was dried out and whoever put salt and pepper on it, hated me. So at least now I got two more pieces I can make myself later on when I feel better. Cause I promised myself I will not eat anymore when I am upset.

Seriously, this weight loss thing is working wonderful, now that I am more disciplined again, I will lose it even faster. I am now again below 120 kgs and it is going to stay that way!

Man, I had hoped writing this down and venting would help me calm down but I still feel really aggravated. I guess I need more time to settle down.

... I hate it, hate it when the first thing I hear in the morning is when my mother feels the need to re-arrange the dirty dishes as loudly as possible. (Yep, the same women who complains about me washing them too late or too becauset he noise disturbes her at least sometimes ... and yet complains other times that I haven't done the dishes around these times.)

Then she leeches around my kitchen radiates her bad mood and is muttering like a brain-dead amobea. Gosh, sometimes I feel like clubbing her with some heavy object. I am soo not going to miss that in the future. Hell, I am probably not even going to miss her. Last time I had my own flat, her presence only annoyed me while when she was away she would always take the time to call and actually listen to me.

But around here she just has to aggravate me and work herself up to a frenzy and then yell some more. If I ever become that old and bitter, will someone here remind me to jump of a building? A very high one?

It is not the fact that my mother ruined my vampyre and gave me this sucky replacement while she bought herself a new vaccum cleaner. No, she also expects me to clean out the bag instead of providing me with new ones. I have about 25 bags for my vampyre lying around which she never used. No, when she lend mine, she also cleaned out the bag re-using it over and over which lead to it eventually being broken. Totally broken! *arghhh*

I'll have to see if I can use what little the old vampyre got left in regards to sucking power is good for the rabbit dirt. So I can least put my old bags to some good use.

Cleaning out the vacuum bags - is my mother disgusting or what?

I am not even talking about the shitty tirade I had to endure when I dared to ask where my old vampyre was. Her first reply was "I never had it" and then when I dared to remind her it was the one she broke, she totally flipped out. She used to be a pretty nice person but somehow the old bitter harpie is totally taking over more and more of her personality.

Oh well, short update about my last weekend: headaches becoming migraines, migraines becoming headaches, screwed up sleeping schedule.

Short summary of my day so far: Woke up 1 a.m. - worse heachache than before going to bed early - took ibuprofen - made something to eat and took care of the dishes - hang out on the pc - headache finally subsided - hung out a bit more in front of the pc - decided to do something useful and clean up - talked to mom - calmed down in front of the pc - cleaned up some more - talked to mom - currently cooling down in front of the pc.

*sighs*

edit: My what a bitch! I wonder what rubbed her the wrong way today. But naturally she can't leave me alone and has to use me as her doormat. Well fuck that ... seriously, if she expect me to visit her in an old people's home she is so out of luck. I do not need to waste more of my life listening to her putting me down to feel better about her self. She already used up her credits before I reached 18, and the tendency is for the worst. If she would not freak out even more, I'd tell her that she is already ending up like her mother. She will be an old nagging bitch who will stick her nose in all kind of icky things and make everyone around her miserable.

I so miss the mother I once had. She used to be such a great person - yeah she had a few episodes but usually always tied to my father visiting and since we moved together when I was 12 or so - things gotten so bad between us and now all that is left are few moments in which the old self shines through for a short moment.

edit2: See you try and make a peace offering even though you did nothing wrong and all you get is more insults and shit thrown at you. I so wish this heartless thing that my mothers turns into would get all the migraines and headaches I have, she can crawl on her knees through broken glass and then see if she still thinks I am making excuses when I, in the stupid unwanted attempt at communication (I explained this to her), tell her that I started cleaning up later because I had one.

How can person be that unfeeling? Especially about something as unimportant as cleaning and tiding up something. But to her that is more important than almost anything else. Number 1 for her is of course my father, she takes all the shit from him and swallows it, bitching at everyone who does not let themselves be abused (emotionally that is) as well. Then about the second and third place, I am not sure if work comes before cleaning up or cleaning up before work. At any rate this and other things (like guests or associates) come also before me ... honestly abortion is a wonderful gift you can make. One less kid that gets screwed up. But of course she wanted me as a substitute for not yet able to have my father all to herself. I am kind of the uncomfortable duty she has to support. Not that it would still be necessary if she had not screwed me up so badly ... *sighs*

So bascially the last week was awful and yet not that bad.

I felt moody all week and did not get around to do as much for the university as I should. Although I still felt okay and thought I might use Thuesday afternoon to catch up. Wrong, first I got a bad headache, then I took something and my stomach began hurting so bad I skipped several seminars on wednesday. (Good news is, I later found out the first one I skipped was cancelled anyway and in the other one, the prof was also sick and we only heard the in-class talks of other students and called it a day).

Thursday I was not feeling much better, I made it through the first three hour seminar and then I had four hours free time and after 90 minutes I felt a bad headache coming up and with my upset stomach and no place at the uni, to sit calmly and try to see if that makes it better I went home.

On friday I felt moody and did nothing at all - bad plan, but I felt it was my free day. I workedon fanlistings, listened to "Gabriel Burns" a German audio play series and thought on Saturday I could get to work on stuff (apart from the fact that I cooked dinner and ate with my father because I felt he needed something to cheer him up). But in the night I got so awful cramps, worse than anything I had in the last 12 month at least. I still feel more pain than usual. It is almost like when I was a teenager and my menstruation run amok. So I slept alot and stayed awake till 4 a.m. tonight making icons for Casino Royale.

I also booked the ticket for Berlin, after finally getting a hold of my brother who said fetching me from the train station on Monday evening will be no problem.

Now, I still got 1,5 days to do something - however, I also greatly occupied with a heavy problem that keeps bugging me tremendously. My weight ... but I will not rant on it here. I decided to make up a new community, where I might find likeminded people who also want to talk about their problems.

So my father is up bad because his new medication is not to his liking, aparantly that gives him the right in my mother's eyes to treat me like shit and I have not the right be offended by this.

Fuck that. Just because she has decided to allow his abuse, I am not. Sick or not, you do not have the right to behave like an ass to your family.

And complaining about me not looking sheery and happy all day because I am only 30 is not earning you any plus points with me either.

Way to go and ruin my good mood. I just had so much fun doing a little RPG and now this. *sighs*

Oh well, I need to finish this scanning business and then work on my in-class-talk. It is about time, I wanted to do it earlier but delayed it because I felt so well I guess slightly depressed before due to the fuckery of my father earlier this weekend.

Man, I hope he gets some better pills soon.

24 hours ago I put "Hellboy: The Golden Army" into my DVD player. Unfortunately ... Yeah, I know, I am probably in the minority ... hmm - let me check imdb.com: 7.4. Yes, I am in the minority. I'd give it a 2 or maybe even a 3.

( Read at you own peril not recommended for obsessed fans of the sequel )

But the rest was just too painful, so I moved it from "must see" to "never again" in the "my movies" folder at imdb.com.

Today I have to hand in this paper, and I am still not finished with it. Not to mention I am still sick, I actually feel worse than Thursday again. Many thanks to my stupid father for getting on my nerves and doing everything to ensure I won't recover.

So yesterday I wanted to get an early start, (as I was too worn out on Friday to think straight), but could not as I realised that I have misplaced all my notes.

So in the late afternoon I was exhausted from cleaning up half my room - at least I had found them.

But I still needed to go shopping, so I thought I do that to get it out of the way ....

For a mysterious reason my car battery decided to go all dead - no clue why, there was no light left on or anything for that matter. *sighs* So for the moment I took the Mercedes and thought I put the recharger on today when I can see thanks to the wonderful invention that is the sun.

But both my parents went all asshole on me for not doing in then in the dark. FUCKING SHIT! Boohoo dare me for thinking about doing it in the morning when I might even get help from my brother. No, I am just a worthless peace of junk, that I do not delight with the idea to have to push the car to the outlett all by myself being still sick and all that shit.

And I am exhausted from it, my nose was so closed I need to inhale and spend over half an hour clearing it out to get rid of the pressure. I am all sweaty from moving the car all by myself. But at least I did it all by myself. I knew I could do it, but hell, my parents need to know that you know to feel better about themselves ... I just hope whatever they are suffering from that it is not hereditary.

Not to mention why do they always have to through these shitfests when I am under pressure and need to finish things in time? Okay, I am basically under pressure sincet his year started but still. Reminds me when I had ABITUR and all they did was to ensure I had no time to learn anything, because despite all their bitching about me needing a routine, they were the ones constantly messing up my time schedules. (Oh yeah, never mind they got no routine either, except maybe most of the times regular meals at the same time - they need the extra pressure and aggrevation this brings.)

As I posted just a while ago, I think the third mummy movie sucks, with a few exceptions.

Was not impressed with anything in the second half either. Boring, cliche and predictable as hell! Already returned it to the store to not have to pay the fee for the next day. But I looked it up on imdb.com and realised it is not that well liked overall. Not that it means much, but usually (considering how high The Dark Knight was rated) dumb shit like that gets rated high.

Hmm, I was not really surprised that General Ming was played by Russel Wong. I was not 100% sure if it was really him, but then again he always manages to look a bit different. In the Prophecy II where he played Danyel the Angel I already thought he was freaking hot and then I saw Romeo must die and thought the same, but did not recognized him. The same happened here, I thought boy is that guy hot and somehow he seems so familiar. Hmm, I guess here it was the haircut and I guess in my defence he seemed a lot bulkier in The Prophecy compared to Rome must die, where also seemed very pale. (BTW he is the guy I sort of cast for Lace - the excentric mage who rules over L.A. in my Dark Matters fanfiction)

Going into the Sauna shortly!

... craptastic idea, I hope I think twice.

So I felt like watching something new, drove to the video rental store and looked and looked. Finally I decided to try out the third mummy movie. I wish I hadn't ...

Wow, I loathe the new female lead, she is simply awful - as glad as I was that Evy did not die in the second movie (or well stay dead) I wished she died in this one. Every scene with her is pure agony. Especially when she just rolled her eyes as the Chinese girl told her about the knife - I mean what the flying fuck - that is not EVY! Fucking shit, I expect that kind of character mangling from Buffy or Poltergeist (P:TL has also a braindead bitch who is in each episode again skeptic about the supernatural despite being a witch herself, having a witch as daughter, being impregnated by a demon, bringing said demon child to live, spending Xmas in the afterlife with her dead son and husband etc.) It just embarrassing to watch.

Alex grew up and lost what wits he had, while staying every bit as annoying as he used to be.

The story has dwindled down to stupid, boring shit with tasteless chase scenes that try so hard to be funny and cool that I feel like throwing up. This is jut like a warmed up left over soup out of the first movie with some Chinese mixed it.

Worst of all, the beginning really surprised me, Jet Li had some fabulous scenes that showed what a brilliant actor he is and the story was well written. But with him portraying such a unsympathetic asshole bare of any coolness (seriously everything he pulled was just uncool sans the fighting scenes) and the heroes reduces to mindless rabble. Not even Rick is cool anymore with the stupid family crises scenes - this is soo dumb.

I will purposefully ignore the the existence of that movie for my fanfic. Yep!

Oh well lets see what happened while I was out of the room to type this. I could bet I did not miss anything interesting

I don`t necessarily mind if the train arrives late, what I do mind if it is stuffed with the lowest form of human life to the brim. In case you are not familiar with the lowest form of life to be found in Germany: I am talking about football fans.

Those brain dead illiterate monkeys who are drunk at noon 30 hours before the actual football game begins. Who always come in dozens and never grow tired of shouting, burbing, farting and blabbering mind-shattering nonsense. I am normally against forced Eutanesia, but for them I make an exception.

On top of that more space was taken up by numerous police men who just stood around as these retarded pimples on the ass of the human race littered, shoved each other around, bothered people, did drugs! I shit you not. If I had something to say, the police would have thrown everyone who misbehaved off the train. Called ahead made everything stop, opened the door and *wosh* out with the animals.

It scares me that the actual game is tomorrow (as I just heard), when I have to travel again to Bremen for this stupid test. *argh*

Just saw the rest of Season 4 - and I should have known - my favourite characters always die.

Really, it's becoming very, very irritating. Oh well, I suppose I should be grateful that House at least won't die.

Still all in all I liked Season 4 a lot better than Season 3, which was sort of annoying with Wilson behaving like an ass, the whole Tritter plot ... but it is a real shame it's only 16 episodes! Stupid writer strike, same happened with Criminal Minds Season 3 *sniff* (At least nobody would dare to kill my favourite character there, although one of them has already been shot and the other was briefly dead before getting resucrrected ...

BTW I need some house icons ...

Despite the six books we had to read, I though "Slavery in writing" might be an interesting seminar, partly because it deals with historic contents ...

Now we constantly get secondary literature showed up our ass and even another book we have to copy, so we can write a paper about it. Lie I haven't got enough work and reading material. But what pisses me off most is that it was supposed to be a seminar, us having a discussion about the books we read. Instead it turns more and more into a lecture - the prof is talking almost all of the times and today, she flat out declared it is going to be a lecture.

I'm glad when I am home. I'm so fed up ...

I haven't read the books yet, but the show is actually not that bad. I probably really like it, if it was not for the absolute worst presentation of females I have ever seen on the screen recent years.

There is Murphy, mainly she is just this arrogant, annoying bitch - but constantly she displays such stupidity that I wonder how she ever made detective. Well, she certainly could transfer to Nolan's Gotham PD. I strongly believe they issue IQ Test there and anyone whose IQ is above 80 is not allowed to enter, so she fit in right away.

I'm not too fond of Harry himself, but I kind of like Bob *gg*

What brought up this post? I was dying my hair and put in a random episode to have something in the background, when this totally annoying reporter showed up. I wish the demon had killed her, she was soo incredible stupid, too.

I rather have those females back who scream and faint, at least they aren't uttering such stupid statements and why the fainting is kind of silly, it's a far less stupid behaviour than what those grotestque perveted fictional females do.

Whenever I say that I don't like females (at least most of the time) in movies and tv shows, it is certainly not because I mind them in strong roles, but more that these roles are not strong, they are embarrassing, showing a cliched appaling type of women, that is nearly unbearable to watch.

If anything I'm mortified, when I read girls rave about how strong this person is, when all there is a mostly shallow, bitchy, arrogant person who does not think and overacts being tough so much it's ridiculous. What a great role model! *rollseyes*

... and hit my parents until they don't move anymore.

Great, they go on a party and leave the dog all alone and then they yell at me, because the dog made a mess. If they wanted to lock the dog in the main house (where he can't reach his water bowl), they should have told me so. Naturally I left the door open so he could get to it. It's not like he did not destroyed things in the main house anyway.

Poor thing, naturally my father is too proud to give her away to someone who might manage to undo all the damage done already. The poor dog will suffer under him till the day he dies (or till she dies).

Oh well, it's weekend, I won't let his asshole attitude spoil that.

Just saw "Perfect Creature" a very strange vampire flick. It has a certain style to it, but somehow fails to be anything more than that. At least it was better then the last cheap 3 Euro vampire flick I got from the store. That was "Out for blood" - man that was a pathetic splatter movie with a completely underused Lance Henriksen, they should really be ashamed to promote the movie with his name when he had so little to do in it.

edit: should add that the next day something very strange happened, I got an apology - that was really usual but nice. I just wish they would not behave so mean in the first place.

Had a weird dream this afternoon - first I was watching a live Batman stage show, where Batman did not show up, but Robin saved the day. He was played by Chris O'Donnell and later on he agreed to do an interview with me - which was kind of the cute part of the dream. The other part was rather weird, as it featured meeting Adrian Paul (the guy who plays the Highlander in the TV-Show) and he was having a bad headache and first rather grumpy, but I remember coming up to him and saying something like that one could think he was really an immortal because he was still looking as good as during the show.
Then asked him whether he needed a massage and he happily agreed, so we went into the cafe outside the convention and to make a strange dream short, later that night we had sex. Which is weird, as I never liked McCleod and I never ever had a crush on the actor. Not that I think he is bad loooking but the way he played Duncan was a serious turn off.

Although my migraine was a lot better when I woke up half an hour ago, I kept thinking more about that one comment I made. About him seeming to be immortal. Because it is kind of depressing to see who so many of the gorgeous actors of my late teens are becoming really old and often enough let themselves go early. But it is not just that ... it's like those good times back then also fade away in much the same manner.

I do love Criminal Minds and I'm also kind of fascinated by Dr. House, but that is it. It's like this millenium only two tv shows and very few movies came out that really fascinated me. I certainly don't need them to be extremly good in terms of intellectual quality, as one of the movies was Van Helsing, but there is something gone missing since the good old times when Highlander, Forever Knight and hell even Poltergeist was on the air.

Back then something was different, I can't quite point my finger to what it was, I just know it is not what I thought that I have become so much more critical. Cause I see the flaws in all of my old fandoms, but I still like the shows ... it's like the brake with Buffy and Stargate was not just the characters and concept chaning drasticly something else happened and it destroyed those shows for me.

Same with the movies, all those really bad action movies of the 80's, while some where really good most were just really, really entertaining. I rented two newer Dolph Lundgren movies, which were kind of nice, one was even very good story-telling wise, but they lacked so much of the fun that was present back then, when I fought with my parents to see Universal Soldier, when I rented one Van Damme, Lundgren or Stallone flick after another from the rental store. And all those bad horror movies, that were more unwilling comedies than anything else.

What made Condemned and Dance of the Dead so good for me, was the fact that whoever came up with it, certainly had a flair for those times as well. Hell, even as dreadful as "Batman and Robin" was, I prefer it any day over "Batman Begins" or "The Dark Knight" it was so much fun, even with all the bad puns by Arnie.

I would love to go back with what I known today and return into my 15 year old self and do it all over, without wide-spread internet access it would probably be hard to contact the fans, but at least they would be there and not all gone ...

... today my parents come back and I need to get them from the airport, but so far I don't have the car for it. I got the small old Jetta, but they will be very unhappy if I have to fetch them driving that one.
My brother apparantly took the big one for a ride and is gone since Friday evening. No clue when he will be back, there is no reaching him on the cell phone either.

Not to mention there are still little things, I have to clean up as the dog as usual made a mess.

I hate my parents pets, the dog, the three stupid cats - they are totally messed up. My parents are good at that. Not that they do it intentionally, but their inadequcy at taking care of kid or pets just leads to it.

At first I kept the dog with me, but the stupid thing always robs closer to my rabbits and then I have to grab her and pull her back. I don't have time for that shit. So now as soon as I get outside my door, the stupid thing is stepping in my path, bumping her cold wet nose into my ass whatever.

And getting out in the cold weather has gotten me slightly sick again and smelling that do all day, just helped along the fact that I feel naseaus. Time to make some tea, that should warm me up and I got one here that should help my stomach feel better, too.

Not to mention that I had terrible headaches and migraines from Friday to Sunday, just when I thought, yeah, migraine is gone, just a bit of a headache, it got worse again. All because I pulled something in my neck when the stupid beast (our oversized Labrador) had to jump with me at the end of the leash hoping to harrass some poor other dog or people we saw outside.

I really don't mind taking care of a dog for my parents, but the fact that they are so untrained makes it a fucking mess. I never dare to go away and leave a pet that unruly in the hands of someone else.

Thanks to all that I am terribly behind with uni stuff, even though my entire Thursday was canceled and I should have gotten the work done, but nooo ... *grrr*

Seriously if the amount of cluelessness displayed by my mother daily was an indication on the state of her brain, you would think it was rotten away to the size of a marble.

Just a few seconds ago, I get a call, it's WELTBILD but before I even have the phone at my ear, my mom yells up from below that she gave WELTBILD my number because she was sick of them calling her all the time. So I yell back downstairs, yeah, I got THEM on the phone right NOW!
The poor women on the phone, goes like "ehm, yes" (because the German word for that is DIE and it can used to refer to a single person as well and that way it is even less polite).
Naturally I am still pissed about being yelled at from downstairs by mom again. (even years ago she had not the brainpower to realise that yelling at me from downstairs is pissing me off- because how fucking impolite can you get. If I want something from the, I go downstairs, so move your lazy ass up here to talk to me. You can do it if you want to bitch about me not having done the dishes, so don't tell me you are not capable of it ...)
So the women on the phone gets the rather grumpy question: "So what is it, some problems with my invoice or what?" (haven't ordered for a while, so I know she had to say no) Naturally she went on: "NO NO, we call to ask how satisfied you are with our customer serivce."

They bother people on the phone to ask a question that should automatically amount to "Well it sucks, bother someone else."

Instead I told them, that I can't even remember the last thing I ordered with them, because it has been a while and that the last thing I got from them was ordered along with one of my parent's orders. So I could tell her nothing.

She goes like: "Well that is not what your mother just told me."

I think: "Well, too fucking bad."

Don't really remember what I told her, but it was the end of the conversation. She just said she would note it down. Oh, whatever. I would be surprised if they call me again. The thing is my mom is always polite on the phone, even when she is completely distressed and got me crying my eyes as a child by yelling at me, to strangers on the phone she is always polite. So I doubt that they ever notice how annoyed she was at them calling her.

Prior to that incident, I was listening to music videos, with the door almost completely closed and worked on transcribing a text. At first I did not hear anything, then I was thinking, hmm is someone yelling downstairs, but did not re-act as my parents, especially my father, frequentley yell for each other through the house. It was only when the song finished and there was a moment of silence, that I heard my mom's voice saying "you really must not want to have any contact with us" blabla ... That's of course when I realized it was me she wanted.

Now her shit talk really annoys me. I am the only one who actually makes an attempt to maintain a familiy bond here, by constantly going downstairs and attempting to communicate about something different than "garbage, dishes and laundry". Just as often I feel like an idiot for doing so. She kindly informed me (after having already several chances to do so) that she has some fish for me and whether I wanted to it right now. She obviously was a bit pissed as I told her that I'm still not hungry. Telling me that I had to eat it today ...

I like eating with them together on occasion, but the pressure it creates when they kind of bring something along and then get pissd when I already made something or ate is not good for my benevolent mood ...

On another note, it snowed, I need to go outside and take a few pictures before the sun melts it all away (this morning it was already much prettier at 8 a.m. when I went to bed)

Today idolizer shocked and entertained me by posting this grotesquerie:

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Kindly re-posting it on the Bloody Fangs Board

( here my opinion about this )

x-posted to the Bloody Fangs Board